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He hums in pleasure and the vibration makes my eyes slip closed. It feels so damn good. I look down at him again. His gray-blue eyes are watering, moisture streaking his cheeks as his lips bump against my knot. I’ve knotted his mouth before, locked myself behind his teeth while I come down his throat. But the entire time I was worried about his breathing, so I haven’t done it since.
“Take out your cock. Touch yourself.” I order him and he releases my balls and my cock to do it. Undoing his zipper and tugging his hard length out, stroking rapidly. I can tell my his frantic movements that he’s on the verge of coming already. I’m right there with him.
I wrap my fingers around my knot and squeeze, watching as he does the same to himself. Then I slide my free hand back into his hair and slam myself into the back of his throat, hard. He moans and writhes as I fuck his face. Hard and fast. Davis isn’t really sucking anymore, and that’s okay. I don’t need him to.
“Look at you taking my cock like a good boy,” I growl out. “Letting me fuck that mouth of yours. Gonna do the same to our girl. Gonna put her on her knees and have her suck my cock while you lick that pretty little pussy of hers, eat up all of her slick.”
Davis groans, his hand moving faster on his cock as his knot swells. Mine’s doing the same and I tighten my grip as pleasure pulses through me.
“And if you’re real good, I’ll let you fuck her. Slide your cock into her hot cunt, knot her. But only if you’re good. If you’re a brat, you’ll have to wait. That’s your punishment, Davis. Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
He makes a sound of assent, and it vibrates all along my length. “Good. Now I’m going to come down your throat and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop, isn’t that right?” Another hum that has my balls tightening and my knot swelling. I grip it harder. Thrust twice more and then unload my hot, sticky cum into his willing mouth.
He does as I demanded swallowing every drop. Not one bit slips out as he guzzles it down. His hands have stopped their movements on his own cock and I know that means he’s trying to keep from coming without my permission.
“Good boy,” I growl as I slip from his lips. “You ready to come for me?”
He swallows thickly before nodding and growling out, “Yes, please, sir.”
I kneel in front of him, pushing him back slightly, running my fingers over his throbbing length. His eyes squeeze closed as he hisses, fighting the need to come. “Look at me, Davis.”
A breath later and he is, gray eyes pleading with me to give him relief. My mouth curls into a smirk as I bend over and suck him down. His hips buck into my mouth, his knot throbs under my hands while he grips my shoulders. He knows better than to control my movements when I go down on him. If he tries, I’ll stop and won’t let him come.
“Oh, fuck yes. Asher. Sir. Yes. Please. Please, can I come? Can I come in your mouth?”
I hum and squeeze his knot tighter. Davis takes that for the consent it is and a second later his hips stall out, with his tip buried deep in my throat. French toast explodes in my mouth, soaks my nostrils and I swallow just as greedily as he swallowed me. I pulsate my hand around his knot and a second wave of cum hits the back of my throat as he groans again, hips moving restlessly under me.
He slumps down to the floor when I pull off of him. His cock is still hard, hanging out between the v created by the zipper of his pants. Mine is too. I suspect it will be until Vee lets me inside her pussy. It’s like now that my body knows my other mate is close by, it needs to be primed to satisfy her, to claim her.
“Fuck, Asher,” He groans, arms spreading wide of his body. “I think you suck my soul out of my dick.”
I chuckle and smooth a curl off his forehead before tucking myself back into my jeans without bothering to clean up. I love knowing a smell like him. “Well, you were a very good boy and deserved a treat.”
Davis blinks up at me with a sated smile on his face. It soothes part of my soul that I can do that for him, make him relax, forget for a moment, make him feel better. I run my thumb along his lower lip, loving how swollen and plump it is.
“It’s going to work out this time,” I reassure him. “She’s ours, Davis. There isn’t any other option. Everything we just imagined is going to come true.”
He blows out a breath and nods. “You’re right. We aren’t going to let her run away again.”
I nod once decisively. “Which is why we’re going to track her down and make sure we know exactly where she is at all times.”
Davis arches his brows. “What are we going to do? Put a tracker on her somehow?”
Yes. Yes, that is exactly what we’re going to do as soon as she gives us the chance. But I have a feeling that’s going to be a while. “Eventually,” I concede. “But for now, I think we can manage a little light stalking.”
Rule 8: When it rains it fucking pours
I shake my head at Aurie, looking sharp as fuck in a lilac pant suit on the other side of her wide wood desk. Lilac. I want to be her when I grow up. “I don’t understand. Yesterday, you said that you would have everything ready for me to sign today.”
Aurie sighs and runs a weary hand down her face. “I know. I’m sorry. It’s just… there’s a lot of red tape and the judge won’t be available until the day after tomorrow to sign off on it.”
I frown. I wasn’t aware that a judge would need to sign off on a simple transfer of title. But I’m not a lawyer, so what the hell do I know?
Aurie gives me a hopeful smile. “This will be a good thing, I promise. It’ll give you a chance to have an assessor out to the house, see what it’s worth. I can set up a meeting with an inspector too. Make sure we can sell it in the state it’s in.”
I grip the arms of my leather chair and lean forward. “What do you mean?”
Aurie waves her hand. “Oh, you know, it might be worth it to upgrade some things in the house, get more bang for your buck.”
